Chapter : 7 Party Secrets

Darian's face pressed against the cold window pane, fixated on the conversing figures of Sirzechs' wife and the sucker lover, Ajuka, on the balcony. The hues of the sunset painted a vivid backdrop to their discussion.

"Damn that bastard! Doesn't he have any work? Why does he come here every day?" Darian vented his frustration through gritted teeth.

Observing Ajuka sharing words with Sirzechs, Darian couldn't help but wonder, "What are they talking about?" His eyes strained to decipher their conversation, Ajuka gesturing emphatically as Sirzechs seemed to deny something.

Ebonfang, sensing Darian's desperation, offered a solution, "If you want to hear what they're saying, I can eavesdrop and tell you."

"Why didn't you say that before? Go, go fast!" Darian urged, and Ebonfang effortlessly glided through the window, positioning himself next to Ajuka. Darian, unable to contain his impatience, jumped around, signaling for Ebonfang to extract every bit of information.

Ebonfang returned to a barrage of questions from Darian, who suggested they head back to their room. Moments later, Darian, now shirtless, embarked on a determined set of push-ups, muttering "500.." with a newfound fire in his eyes and deep anger for Ajuka after hearing about their conversation.

As the details of their discussion replayed in Darian's mind, he couldn't contain his anger. "What were they talking about?" he asked when they returned to the room.

Ebonfang, with a storytelling tone, revealed, "Ajuka is throwing a party 7 days from today, and he wants Sirzechs to attend it. Despite Sirzechs being busy, Ajuka insisted, and she eventually accepted."

Darian, contemplating Ajuka's motives, remarked, "This couldn't be just a normal party. That schemer Ajuka must have other plans."

Ebonfang suggested, "I think he probably wants a dance partner. Maybe that's the reason."

Darian's eyes widened. "You're right. That bastard wants to dance with my wife, and I'll give him a dance but one with me and my wife," he declared, his gaze emitting a chilling vibe with a confident smile.

"1,000..." Darian declared, rising from his position. "Hey, Ebony, I've been doing well with these pushups, but is there a faster way to grow stronger in this already impressive body of mine?"

Ebonfang's eyes twitched with irritation. "I'm not Ebony, you fool! and You can't just become immensely powerful overnight. However, that black heart of yours might hold some mysteries. Unravel them, and you might experience an instant boost," he suggested with a sinister smile. "Or we could fuse our bodies, ensuring Ajuka stands no chance against you."

As Ebonfang spoke, a brilliant light filled the room. Skele appeared, wielding a vacuum cleaner. "Darian, don't listen to him. His body is sealed with divine power. If you try to fuse, he might take control of your body and soul," Skele warned, pointing the vacuum cleaner menacingly at Ebonfang. "Prepare for a beating!"

The scene unfolded into a chaotic chase, with Skele pursuing Ebonfang with the vacuum cleaner in hand.

"Hmm, with the black heart's resurrection ability, I could potentially create an entire army but Jesus said I might not get that ability" Darian mused, contemplating the newfound possibilities.

A knock echoed through the room as Emilie entered, pushing a trolley laden with food. She delicately arranged the dishes on the table, ready to depart.

"Hey, Emilie, wait," Darian called out, prompting her to turn around. "What is it, Master Darian?" she inquired with a slight bow.

"I wanted to ask something. Can you keep secrets?" Darian queried.

"Secrets? I'm sorry, Master Darian, I don't understand what you mean," Emilie replied, a touch confused.

"I mean, if I ask you something, you won't go around telling others about our conversation," Darian clarified.

"I will never do such a thing, Master Darian. I am a maid from the Lucifer clan, and I only serve you," Emilie assured with utmost sincerity.

Darian contemplated, "She's from the Lucifer clan; maybe she can clear some doubts I have."

"Emilie, if you're free, can we have a conversation now?" Darian inquired.

Emilie hesitated slightly before replying, "I deeply apologize, Master Darian, but can you give me an hour? I need to attend to some work, and I will return immediately."

"It's fine; there's no hurry," Darian reassured as he took his seat at the table.

"I will return immediately, Master Darian," Emilie said as she left promptly.

"Darian, that girl is suspicious. There's no greater duty than serving one's master," Ebonfang remarked, appearing with a peculiar transformation. Only his head was visible, the rest of his body seemingly vanished.

"What happened to you?" Darian asked, puzzled by the unusual sight.

"No need to pay attention to me. Let's follow that girl," Ebonfang suggested, attempting to divert the conversation.

To be continued...

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Author Note : Give your power stone or Skele will use the Vacuum cleaner on you also.